accidental video | backdate: May 22nd

[fortheempire]

[Video comes on to a hand smacking the top of the SFC several times, making the feed look distorted given that it keeps making things blur, re-focus, and blur again. Eventually the whole thing goes falling off whatever it's laying on, giving a crooked view of the side of a bed, some blankets, and some one laying on said bed. Only a fluff of blond hair under a thick comforter gives any indication as to who it is.

They move finally, sitting up, blinking very blearily, and staring around until their gaze lands on the SFC.

Ioder picks it up, stares for a long moment before letting out a tremendously exasperated sigh.]

Another coma...

[He's about to ask something to the network, but realizes--

this isn't his house. In fact it's one of the huts on the island, even though the bubble was cracked and fixed during the time he was out.]

... ah-...

Where... am I... ?

Dhaos? Duke... ?

... hello?

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[fistfullofmagic]

[The walk to the kitchen is fairly short, and filled with a comfortable silence. Dhaos doesn't let go of Ioder's hand until he's gotten the other man to the small table set up off to the side. It's only a few moments later that he has a kettle set to boil and a small selection of teas he'd saved from before the flood.]

Which would you prefer: black or green?

[fortheempire]

[Ioder uses the short walk to take in the place they've secured on the island. It's not bad. He'll probably miss his house eventually, but he wouldn't be opposed to staying on the island, either.

There were a lot of painful memories down there anyway...]

Black, please.